Tuesday, September 8, 2026

Trip #154 (4): Rough Riders Tour: CO, WY & Dakotas (still trying to escape the heat)

Trip #154 (4): Rough Riders Tour: CO, WY & Dakotas (still trying to escape the heat)

September 7 – 24, 2026

Monday, September 7 - Leadville 2 nights
Santa Fe still daily blazing at 90, enough already!!!! Diesel WAY UP $5.69 gal. WTF. Got to Leadville about 3pm. CG on Turquoise Lake #36 but bathroom STINKS so moved to better spot down the road. Flatter too. Host has 2 big cats running around, one friendly one not.

Tuesday, September 8
Woke to about 39º up here. Took bikes to town about 10 am (she got up early!), about 4 miles away, and got in some shopping before hitting the 12-mile Mineral Trail bike loop. Almost cool when the sun's behind clouds but it was a nice ride, all paved, long inclines and declines, and fortunately the visitor center guy said to ride it clockwise. All sorts of old mining structuresd and lots of info signs THAT COULD USE LARGER HEADLINES WHEN YOU ARE RIDING PAST, geez, tiny letters on a busy sign - only walkers can read them all; we'd still be up there if I stopped for them all. Hence, I have no idea what went on up there. That was good advice, tho we were the only ones going that way. Thanks to e-bikes didn't even break a sweat. Back to town to get the cool mug I saw earlier then to Safeway; livin' the dream you know. Took a walk on the trail along the lake. Way in the distance the fire from earlier in the year is still smoldering on the side of the mountain. Not many critters, I fed a bird but took another day for a squirrel to find it. Host said these campgrounds will all close for the season a week from Sunday. 

Wednesday, September 9
Even colder this am - 37º. Pretty day and off we go to Encampment, to be about a 4 - 5 hour drive, and what do you know, thru Frisco and Silverthorne - you know what that means, no, not the outlet malls, but the Habitat for Humanity thrift store! They always have the best crap, and I came out with a big heavy red bowl for bread for $10 while he fill up the tank with $5.69 diesel next door. Well, it was next door and all... Loving crossing over the Wyoming state line, never another car on the road. Relaxing enough to coax him into listening to podcasts, yesssss. Nice day, not much over 75, and we arrived to Encampment, thrilled to find some freebie spots open in the little city campground. Elec, water and sewer all compliments of a $.35 donation. Talk about a step back in time, you can probably walk down the middle of any of the gravel roads. Went to the thrift store, the antique store, checked out the one restaurant on mainstreet, then drove around, remembering we did a hike last time here, couldn't find that and then ended up at the new (to us) Grub and Pub for an early dinner. Ooh boy, the locals... smoking on the patio, sitting around the bar. A wild time, no one under 50, except for the staff. Hanging out now, breezy and 71, sunny, no complaints. Except for the man who arrived at 2:30 to cut the grass at the senior center, and was just finishing up when we returned for all out excursions. Yes, a slower pace here. He was strapping everything own on his trailer, I bet he lives around the corner.


Thursday, September 10

Cleaning house before we move on north. What can I say about Encampment except if you want to hear the sound of blowers lawn mowers and tractors and nothing else, this is the place to be. The coach next-door has the cutest little puppy I worried about it all morning cause I thought the woman went to work every day but I see she's here now so I can relax. I was gonna crawl through the window and play with it. Another day of 4 - 5 hours driving, from Encampment, 130 to Saratoga (what's with all the private jets at that tiny airport?), to Rawlins, 287 on west of Muddy Gap, thru Jeffrey City, the rest stop at Sweetwater Station (Oregon Trail rut area, but not for us today unless that is what I saw in the distance), and up 135 to Riverton, then on up more on 789 to the north end of Boysen Reservoir. Looks a lot like Page AZ here: barren with a large lake, but this one has plenty of water. Went to one of the cg's we've been to before, tho I had no memory until I saw it -- oh yes, the green park with the big trees and green grass. They say they water every day May - Sept. On the warm side (78º) when we arrived about 3-ish, changed into shorts and sat out in the shade of the big tree of the handicap spot we snagged for one night, #69. Camp less than half full and so quiet. This is the CG that also had about 3 cabins to rent and looked empty, no cars, so we walked up to peek in the window... is that cleaning supplies? NO, SOMEONE IS STAYING HERE! OOPS). It is along the Wind River, where you can see the fish hanging out, and we have no poles. No elec here so a night of battery lights and kibbie (yeah, I finally won 2-1). Enough zooming to get here, time to slow down and enjoy a location we've not seen before. Let's hope at least.

Diesel in Rollins Walmart for 5.48 


Friday, Sept. 11 - Never Forget - Big Horn Mountains

**NEXT TIME: Make a trip with time at Thermopolis, Worland & Ten Sleep (Souix say this is mid-way between Y-stone and ___). Things to see & do, but they were not part of this plan - of continuous driving...

Sentiway, was a warm morning leaving that canyon, maybe 72º, as we drove north toward Thermopolis. All these towns were bigger and nicer that we expected, must come back, some dino museums, etc. Worland had a 9-11 service going on at a park as we plowed thru (big place), and Ten Sleeps was so green and cute I had to get a mug at Dirty Sally's Mercantile. Very clean here at the foot of the Big Horns, can only mean one thing: Mormons. Yep. Saw their church. The Big Horns look big! 13-ers, but driving into them was gradual with beautiful foothills and canyons, very pretty indeed. Drove Hwy 16 about halfway in and found a perfect forest svc spot #6 overlooking Meadowlark Lake. We wanted cool? We got it now - sunny but wind was blowing and it felt like in the 50s, time to change clothes. Stayed cool, we walked down to lake, then across the street to check out atv road we will bike tomorrow. Stayed in a lot, tired and grumpy -- getting a bit sick of no electric... you know, what is this, camping??? Anyway, no signal either to Starlink kept the podcasts and crochet hooks flipping. Oh yeah, I slipped on rocks on that atv road and landed on side of left thigh, that might leave a mark... carrying on. It was 55º in the trailer when I went to bed at 11.


Saturday, Sept. 12

Was 39º this am, but dang this Airstream-provided bedspread is very very warm, no worries there, plus a few layers. Today we will ride. Still on the anti-histamine diet so dining is no fun, neither is cooking in but we manage. He has his whisky, cookies and bread, no whining. That's my job.


----- updating a month later ----


154 (4) Wyoming, CO & Dakotas


Leadville (2), Encampment (1), Boysen Lake (1), Bighorns Meadowlark Lake (2), Buffalo (2), Forsythe (1), etc... tbc


Thursday, September 10

Cleaning house before we move on north. What can I say about Encampment except if you want to hear the sound of blowers lawn mowers and tractors and nothing else, this is the place to be. The coach next-door has the cutest little puppy I worried about it all morning cause I thought the woman went to work every day but I see she's here now so I can relax. I was gonna crawl through the window and play with it. Another day of 4 - 5 hours driving, from Encampment, 130 to Saratoga (what's with all the private jets at that tiny airport?), to Rawlins, 287 on west of Muddy Gap, thru Jeffrey City, the rest stop at Sweetwater Station (Oregon Trail rut area, but not for us today unless that is what I saw in the distance), and up 135 to Riverton, then on up more on 789 to the north end of Boysen Reservoir. Looks a lot like Page AZ here: barren with a large lake, but this one has plenty of water. Went to one of the cg's we've been to before, tho I had no memory until I saw it -- oh yes, the green park with the big trees and green grass. They say they water every day May - Sept. On the warm side (78º) when we arrived about 3-ish, changed into shorts and sat out in the shade of the big tree of the handicap spot we snagged for one night, #69. Camp less than half full and so quiet. This is the CG that also had about 3 cabins to rent and looked empty, no cars, so we walked up to peek in the window... is that cleaning supplies? NO, SOMEONE IS STAYING HERE! OOPS). It is along the Wind River, where you can see the fish hanging out, and we have no poles. No elec here so a night of battery lights and kibbie (yeah, I finally won 2-1). Enough zooming to get here, time to slow down and enjoy a location we've not seen before. Let's hope at least.

Diesel in Rollins Walmart for 5.48 


Friday, Sept. 11 - Never Forget - Big Horn Mountains

**NEXT TIME: Make a trip with time at Thermopolis, Worland & Ten Sleep (Souix say this is mid-way between Y-stone and ___). Things to see & do, but they were not part of this plan - of continuous driving...

Sentiway, was a warm morning leaving that canyon, maybe 72º, as we drove north toward Thermopolis. All these towns were bigger and nicer that we expected, must come back, some dino museums, etc. Worland had a 9-11 service going on at a park as we plowed thru (big place), and Ten Sleeps was so green and cute I had to get a mug at Dirty Sally's Mercantile. Very clean here at the foot of the Big Horns, can only mean one thing: Mormons. Yep. Saw their church. The Big Horns look big! 13-ers, but driving into them was gradual with beautiful foothills and canyons, very pretty indeed. Drove Hwy 16 about halfway in and found a perfect forest svc spot #6 overlooking Meadowlark Lake. We wanted cool? We got it now - sunny but wind was blowing and it felt like in the 50s, time to change clothes. Stayed cool, we walked down to lake, then across the street to check out atv road we will bike tomorrow. Stayed in a lot, tired and grumpy -- getting a bit sick of no electric... you know, what is this, camping??? Anyway, no signal either to Starlink kept the podcasts and crochet hooks flipping. Oh yeah, I slipped on rocks on that atv road and landed on side of left thigh, that might leave a mark... carrying on. It was 55º in the trailer when I went to bed at 11.


Saturday, Sept. 12

Was 39º this am, but dang this Airstream-provided bedspread is very very warm, no worries there, plus a few layers. Today we will ride. Still on the anti-histamine diet so dining is no fun, neither is cooking in but we manage. He has his cookies and bread, no whining.

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Didn't feel like taking the bikes down, so instead we drove around to check out the area, including the other campground, which was pretty big and seemed to be favored by older ATV folks. Then checked out the "picnic" area -- geez WAY up and around the point of the lake, thru the thick trees, single lane and a drop off like I'd rather not look... reeeeeal steep - but I guess the trees would slow the slide... the kind I do not like, but sure enough plenty of cars from all over up there for the dam and a lake hike. Camp altitude is 8558 ft. Lost 2-1 at Kibbie.


Did go bike riding, first up the ATV road across the street but it turned out way too steep and rocky, so we turned around and went down the road to another campground, Sitting Bull, which *sat* next to a big beautiful meadow with another ATV trail, so we did that... until it turned steep and rockly once it went into the trees (talk about thick pines!). Ok, we will hike then. So we hiked all the way around Meadowlark Lake, sometime on a trail, sometimes on the shore, sometimes on an elk trail, sometimes crossing streams! Passed several fishermen (people) and met several interesting dogs, they are protective of their people here. That was about 4 miles, give or take. Got two families with kids next to us but they don't bother us, tho the music gets real loud when we leave (we could hear it from across the highway when we came back). Very pretty in the Bighorns. We should enjoy these green mtns, might get more desserty as we move on.


Sunday, Sept. 14 - Buffalo, WY

42º this am; 47º inside. Rooftop solars aren't getting much sun in all these trees so they are draining fast, but the suitcase solar helped some. Today we move on to Buffalo, only about 45 miles away. Hoping for a RV park in town with ELECTRIC, that would be nice. Need a break from 3 nights of battery light. Nice drive from lake to Buffalo, pretty scenery with temps gradually warming. First checked out Deer Park RV, decided against it and went to the KOA, $66 a night. Maybe low 80s once we settled in and windy as shit but sunny. I have decided it's time to try a pino grigio so we went to Crazy Woman liquors, stocked up and then walked around the very small and clean downtown hitting the antique shops that were open. Even tho town cg's seem to be full no one was downtown which was nice. Got a good look at Occidental Hotel (ok, the gift shop part), then drove around and ended up at the joke telling DJ grocery store. Came back and hung out, I did laundry, then we went back to the Occidental for diner and oh, lovely guitar and vocalist. Couldn't wait to get out of there cuz he never took a break and was too loud. Place was packed with tourist groups. Like the Strater. Back to trailer, had to run the a/c, kinda warm, wants to storm and did rain a little and I did 3 more loads of laundry. good, all one for the duration. We scouted the bike trail in hopes of a ride tomorrow, weather willing. But first, tour the WOOL MILL.


Monday, Sept. 14

About 53º this am, but very comfortable sleeping. Slow start, this electricity is FANTASTIC. Woke to sun (Bill did), but socked in gray clouds for me, but now at 10 am I am seeing some sun. Will it last?? I will let you know later.

Well it did and more and better: no wind. Buffalo wins for the cleanest, bum-free town ever. Just over 4400 people and not one begging, just lots of pickup trucks. So the big wool mill was great! Unfortunately ONE wool moth in the gift shop ruined my skein shopping, but got out with a T-shirt and cormo roving (it was in a bag). Met a funny local on the tour, her husband is running for mayor, hope he wins - they will keep this place nice and small and orderly! After the mill we went up the hill looking for the bass lake/wildlife area, and did find the location, but there was an old cabin and a buffalo statue. The mill is only a mile from the KOA so we came back for a bite to eat and found that we cloud pick up the Clear Creek Trail from here, so we did. 12 mile ride in all, the trail started on an old rail bed, went thru town then back west toward the Bighorn Mts., so we kept going and it looped back south toward the creek/river -- nice ride! It also went thru the old Fort Kinney, which is now a beautiful Soldiers and Sailors Home. Huge area, big trees, a great place to live out the years. Came back about 4pm, got in 2 quick outside games of Kibbie, and then dinner and the Emmys. Cool night, the weather couldn't have more perfect, about 65º for the bike ride. Very good.


Tuesday, Sept. 15 - Forsyth, MT

39º this am. Time to move on to not sure where exactly, but north, with a pass thru Sheridan (seeing only what else--Walmart and grocery) before entering Montana. Will be in Lewis and Clark area, better keep my peepers open for signs. Drove northward for about 4 hours through pretty land of southeast Montana, and a couple of reservations, Northern Cheyenne and Crow, because of the two wandering dogs on Main you know, ugh. Beautiful land tho, rolling hills and low mountains, just high enough, and lots of pines. Plan is to possibly go as far as Miles City, but seeing Forsyth along the interstate we stopped and looked and decided to stop there. They had a small campground outside of town along the wide Yellowstone River, no hookups, and +$10 for a Montana con$ervation license to camp (what?!), so heck with that, called the Fairgrounds, no answer, so on to the Wagonwheel RV on the south side of the highway, elec and water $30, done. New widow with Hitler cat ran it so I left Jojo Hitler with a crocheted binkie. Not sure the woman knew what to make of it but I hope the cat likes it. Anyway, went back to tour town (after Dawson the local waif asked Bill if he would play ball with him -- full house there by the way). Not much to see except make-up lady with everything from ice cream to furniture and kitchen and clothes in between where I got shampoo bar soap. Itching a bit... is that why? Hope not. So besides the BNSF trains, taverns and small casinos, that was about it for Forsyth, and they do love their High School team, the Dogies. Beautiful night, wish I stay outside more, but I never do once I make dinner and clean up. Old McDonald must have a farm right behind us, besides the feral kid, chickens were roaming all around, a big bunny, hear a goat or sheep and who knows what.


Wednesday, Sept. 16 - Fort Buford

Moving on, heading east-northeast for the N. Dakota border for Fort Union and Fort Buford. Wide open farmland, growing who knows what but I did see a lot of 🌽 . Perfect weather, cool enough for jeans, and one busy spot for road construction, where I was tempted to get out and pluck an ear of corn, but did not. Just then, farmer and tractor would have caught me. Not a lot of traffic and finally reached Fort Union, an old trading post from 1830s to 1850s ish, then the govt bought it and made it a fort, then moved it over to make Fort Buford which is where we are camped now. Very interesting history, the Metis, mix of european trappers and indian women make talented hunters basically. Also nearby is the state museum of the confluence of the Yellowstone and Missouri rivers, so Lewis and Clark DEFINITELY came through here. Great history. Picked a boondock camping spot all by ourselves and the small cactus - must be what Lewis and Clark complained about poking thru their moccasins) on Fort Buford property (also near the site of the first Masonic temple in North Dakota, BTW), so we are inbetween Fort Buford and the cemetery. Walked the confluence and the cemetery (was told all soldiers were reinterred but the indians and children remain here), but Bill gave up before walking the remains (rebuilt) of the old Fort site -- HEY, this is where Sitting Bull turned in his rifle! Red Cloud and other buddies were held here when they refused to go on a reservation! So I toured all the outsides after hours, then back to the dinner prep. Why am I always most tired after a day of just driving? Weird.


Thursday, Sept. 17 - Lost an hour yday crossing N. Dakota Line

37º this morning - Bill says it was sunny earlier but now we are socked in with fog.  Not in any hurry to drive this 😳. 10 am - still foggy. Moving on toward Roosevelt Prez library thing today, can't get in until the 18th, geez. New muzem and everyone is at the ready. Had an unusually confused start to the route. Need to get fuel and he wanted to head west toward Sidney and I wanted to blaze new territory going east, so we split it down the middle with a Cenex in Cartwright, from which both routes said to head south from 200 to Hwy 1. Great, following alongs farms along the Yellowstone River, seeing cows play king of the hill... Until it turned to gravel. Nope, no way, Bill turned us around to backtrack to Cartwright and continue east to the official scenic route of Hwy 85 which goes straight south past the North Unit of the TR NP. The weather is improving little by little. Interesting scenery, however we were in the MIDDLE OF MAJOR MAJOR highway widening so were able to view it at a maddening 27 mph. Finally got to the interstate and headed west only 7 miles to the south unit and entrance. Our camp will be in Medora, west end of town, but perfect location. I would grow to hate that name... no particular reason except I could never remember it -- fedora? Was a local pioneer's German wife's name.  Got set up in the pretty big Medora Campground, down the road from the brand spanking new 1883 Hotel which we would visit next day. Anyway, got the bikes down -- and oh yeah, I have a flat tire so he had to fix that -- and we took off in search of trails. After some false starts and a gate, we found the Maaa Daa Hey trail or whatever it's called, and rode the badlands among the cows, and a longhorn, right past the longhorn, glad he didn't care. Trail kept going up and up on a narrow edge, so we turned around and rode around the cute, clean and very small town, and also tried to ride to the museum, but that also was straight up a bluff and my partner refused (we could have done it). So then went to the Chateau Mores museum (like the confluence in Buford, state run $10) and watched their movie. Just left the bikes out front unlocked, it's that kind of town. As you can see the CG is in a great location. Came back, rode along the lkittle missiyr, made a delicious dinner, and early to bed. Tired on travels day, remember?


Friday, Sept. 18 - Medora morning

Theodore Roosevelt Museum today at 12:30, but first we will do the loop drive and see the buffalo! And see we did. Lots and lots. But first a long line just to get into the park.  Park opened in 1978 but you would think it was this week. Took about 2 hours to do the loop cuz them lazy things laid in the road and wouldn't more for about 20 minutes. Once we got thru that it was smooth sailing, and of course my driver was more into driving than looking. No overlooks for us! Shoot out the window and keep it moving! Interesting landscape tho, but we only saw buffs and prairie dogs -- entire towns of them. Raced to town to T-shirt shop, no luck, quick change and off to the very busy museum. Found a parking space quick, ushered in like cattle, got our bracelets, and tired to figure what the hell is going on amidst 10,000 old people milling about. Cool museum tho. (Add more later)

Done by 3:30 so back to town planning early dinner and souvenir shopping, but holy shit do they know how to charge, $30 for a hat, and $30 for a T-shirt. Sale rack? Walked around and decided to eat on the balcony of the saloon, very good, then it was 4:55 so we rushed over to see TR's cabin and get a shirt at the park gift shop. Later in search of ice cream walked over to the brand new 1883 hotel where he 


Saturday, Sept. 19 - Moving on south.

Woke up wet ground and about 58º, so def a tad warmer. Overcast, moving on today, prob more rain in store near Rushmore. Lots of prairie driving and some interesting scenery coming south out of North Dakota, in other words a good place for a podcast. But the cheap gas was at a place that also had food and so we tried some local rancher meat and boy it turned out to be worth it. Some ribeyes some skirt and some flank steak. Writing this in hindsight I wish we got more. So we crossed the border after Bowman into South Dakota on our way to Hill city   It was a rainy drive down to Hill city we decided on after Bill had much trouble finding anyone to answer the phone for where to say. Turned out to be a great place in a great location but totally shitty weather and then they glommed on a lot of extra charges so he's not real happy about them. The other good thing is the camp is right on the Mickelson Trail but it would turn out the weather is so bad we never got to ride it I think we walked 20 feet of it. And by the way they charge you what in the world South Dakota. It just did not stop raining with Grace guys, no wind and no hail and no nothing just nonstop rain drizzle rain drizzle so we stayed in all night, which means spaghetti night which means we figured out what a cube steak is, helps if you read the label well it looked like ground beef... drove through deadwood to get here had to serpentine through town and did not stop it was raining and wet and Bill's not into casinos.


Sunday, September 20

We got flamingo today or as Bill called it a duck. It was one other airstream in this campground but they must've hit us on their way out. 

Rain is still coming down still gray and foggy and shitty but it's the day to go see Rushmore so we did, in the rain. Fortunately the campground was only 9 miles at the most from the Rushmore but it was so bad I think we saw we could make out the figures briefly one or two times didn't hang around a lot very busy even though it's crappy weather. Didn't hang around very long came back and hit the weather not so great grocery store but better than Texas, came back to the trailer and as soon as it looked like a break in the weather we yeah we actually drove the half a mile if that to go walk the boulevard and do all the shitty shops I'm not being very nice about this place am I but anyway it was hard to find anything to buy except one F bomb charm. Lots of kind of biker things I'd say we actually saw the sun quite briefly and boy that felt warm and then it went back in for the duration. Came home and he grilled the steaks under the awning -- we thawed them and these were the roadside ribeyes we picked up in Bowman No Dakota or Nebraska. Anyway turned out to be really really good I wish we bought more we did get a couple other things so at least we did it we took a chance. 


Monday, September 21 - Hill city to Fort Robinson

Interesting drive for this leg, stayed on 385 south, went through some towns I'd like more time in such as hot Springs and and Custer and wind Cave national Park, crappy weather we're just not stopping this time. Did see some buffalo near wind cave anyway old area and Hot Springs was full of veterans services after we took it from the Indians. The plan is to head for Chadron Nebraska for the museum of the fur trade, which we did, which was amazing. Spent a couple hours there you've never know what was in that building if you judged it by its cover. Really enjoyed that. Chadron was a rather bustling city and next time I wanna drive through it's green looking neighborhoods, but we did stop at Walmart and some nuts and vans from Minnesota wanted to see inside the trailer so we let her whatever that was about. And from there we went west to where we will stay at Fort Robinson, 22,000 acre State Park now that has had a long life and yet they don't tell you a whole lot but we went for the full hook up spot number 106. What do you know it isn't raining and it's partly cloudy partly sunny so we get those bikes down and road for a bit couple maybe maybe 6 miles around the fork and that's it. They do have the rail trail called the White River but it only was 3 miles to town and it was getting cooler so he said let's drive. So we drove to the town oh boy that was a disappointment except the city park has a marker for Red Cloud's treaty meeting 18...I forget 1867? 1876. Just sort of an old crumbling town not when I'd have to visit again oh that's called Crawford. So after Crawford's tour I don't even think we saw a restaurant, we wanted to go see the supposed invisible buffalo herd of the state park never saw one. But we did a little historical drive and found out that's where the Cheyenne outbreak was so that was pretty interesting and came back and had an indoor meal because it's a little cool out there.


Tuesday, September 22, 

58°

I am dictating this as we drive from Fort Robinson South possibly to Brush, Colorado. The weather is going to be iffy everywhere so just sort of working on our way south toward Home. But guess what's on this road, brown sheep Company that's right more yarn because there's an outlet and that's what I'm talking about. Get on the road about 10 o'clock and soon find ourselves in fog fossil bed national monument in this trailer but some shit look at that. Is that grit? it's paved trailer we can leave it here. OK back on the road it's supposed to be rough weather so we're just sort of taking it a minute by minute. 60° right now and about 88% humidity. Well that was bullshit - after some departure fog the weather was perfect all day. West to Harrison, then south 4 hours to Brush (aw, dead small bird in truck grill). In Nebraska, so HAD to stop at Brown Sheep Wool outside Scottsbluff (got a cotton-wool blend to make a sweater, $5 per skein, seemed like a good price, they sell by the pound). Went over to the actual Scottsbluff, looked around the visitor center, then moved on. Warmed up a lot, now 86°; started out at 56. Camped at Brush's half full already city cg south of town, $25 a night elec and water. They seem to have fun with that name: Brush Fire Dept, Brush Hair salon, Brush Dentistry, and a senior care center next door to the cemetery. Warm but nice, hung out then drove around a bit and had mediocre Mexican at El Jacal in town (which means 2 blocks away). Not the greatest town during our minor drive around, farming and trucking. I am all tired today and last night so a few podcasts and to bed by 11:30.


Wed., Sept 23

63º this am in Brush, CO. One more stop and we are home. New eastern Colorado territory drive south, Hwy 71, 2 lane and narrow but good enough, straight down south. Interesting at first then open grassland the farther south we went, through the tiny towns of Woodrow, Last Chance, Limon (huge wind farm), Rocky Ford (farm stand, $7 for about 5 roasted chiles? Whaaat?), then change to Hwy 350 along parts of the original Santa Fe Trail, and on toward Trinidad, CO. Partly sunny changed to partly cloudy the more south we went. Where to camp? Tried for a place along the highway in Raton (that was a hell hole), $50 hole, so we kept moving on for 23 miles to Maxwell Wildlife in the rain. Much better except for the Chaco road for another 2 miles. The little lake had water and lots of birds/ducks. Spaghetti night as it always is when it rains... tomorrow we see Santa Fe! Always a great way to end a trip, home to Santa Fe. Rained lightly on and off for the night.


Thurs, Sept. 24

56º in the am, same as when I went to bed at 11. Not raining but 88% humidity and all gray skies. The rain will continue but that is good, because we had the driest summer ever. Let it rain. Time to organize the trailer for emptying and then drive it home, about 3 hours away. They say we get 4 inches of rain while we were away and next week there will be more from what's left of the Pacific hurricane Polo. Everything in the yard looks amazing like it's spring again, we don't water enough...


Things I haven't missed on this trip are windmills and begging bums on every corner... Welcome back to Colorado.


RIP: Peter Max, son of Cindy Crawford (Pressley)




Tuesday, July 28, 2026

Trip #153 (3): Colorado: Creede (failure to escape the heat)

Trip #153 (3): Colorado: Creede (failure to escape the heat)

July 26 – August 2, 2026

Sunday, July 26 (bec & pete anniv): Left a hot Santa Fe for a hot Big Meadows, campground on the north side of Wolf Creek Pass on a lake. Lots of traffic getting here and a near full campground, but we got a good site (#7) on the lower level. And no lake bugs! Fortunately the nights cool of so we managed without a/c thanks to the monsoons which hit the first night but not the second, all dry.

Big Meadows, continued:

Sunday, July 26 - Big lightning at Big Meadow. Bec & Pete Anniv. Blazing hot in the mid-day sun. Drove over Wolf Creek Pass and into Big Meadows. Drove a loop and were too big to get into one spot on the side of the mountain, uh oh, but tried the lower loop and there was a perfect spot on the end that was easy to get into and also private, like that matters. Site #7? Wanted to walk but lightning keeps stopping us every time we try. First trip with the new Starlink, working great. Starting with 100 gigs. Ended up using about 55 of it in a week; getting an idea of usage.


Monday, July 27 - Forgot bike keys so he did something to get he batteries in somehow. Rode 3.5 miles up the road to another lake, Shaw Lake, which has seen better days. Looked to be half or more empty but crews were working on the dam at the far end. Maybe a breach? Anyway, the once floating dock was high and dry; of course, no one was there. Came back about 1:30, hung out in blazing heat and no breeze, I carved, fed the chipmonk, Bill took a short loop bike ride... Tried to cool down. Walked to the lake and of course, the wind picked up as soon as we got there, so we rushed back in the event of a storm, but no storm. For our last hurrah, we walked thru the campground to a sign saying Cascade Falls. So having absolutely no info about it we went for it. And it was a very short and lush hike up through the woods (any bears? I see berries and strawberries!) and there was a pretty dramatic rock wall with the falls, nice. Didn't linger cuz skies were thickening with gray, and lightning?


Tues, 28th - Aug 1: Creede

Tues, July 28 - Finally walked down to the lake in the morning - you have to do everything in the morning here - and poked around the shore. Bill saw an eagle fly over at some point of our stay. Moving on to Creede today, with a stop at South Fork for the dump. Short drive to the next camp, Marshall Campground, 5 miles south of Creede in a beautiful valley and along the Rio Grande. No hookups but we will manage to go 4 nights with a little conservation of water. Feeding the hummers, they are happy. Sat out and carved a bit, trying to make a bird from basswood. Slow going. Also one of these afternoons I had put seed out for the chipmunks when suddenly I heard screeching and looked to see a long and lean black river creature chasing down a chipmunk! They came close to me, which scared off the creature, and the rat was safe. What the hell was that?? Weasel? Ermin? River otter? No idea but black as black can be. Must look into that. [Editor's Note: A MINK! Book on local critters suggests mink. Wow. A munk and a mink.) Took an evening loop stroll one night and saw 2 deer. Must have been early in the trip and quiet before the CG filled up on Friday, cuz didn't see them again.


Wed, July 29 - Election day deadline for the road committee... He won! And so did they!

Bike ride to Miner's Creek as the visitor center lady suggested. Very good; not real long but gorgeous area, good road and several forks to ride off of. So here comes my story for the second stage of our ride:

Not that I am Fauci-impressed with myself, or obsessed - but I can't believe we found these 2 dogs. I found the satellite shot of the area. #1 is where we passed the lady, & she got out of her camper to ask if we see 2 dogs hers ran off yesterday. She said she was camped up the road to the left (#2) So of course I was all over it (and fortunately got her phone number) so we rode up that road calling their names, nothing. Getting on with our day, we came back down to marker #1 and this time rode up another road, when way up there these 2 dogs came off the side of the road, they were sleeping under a tree. The doodle was limping and the other barking, but when I said their names they calmed right down. I called the lady and said I HAVE YOUR DOGS! She did say she loved me 😆 then Bill rode back down to meet her, as she had to go to her camp and get her jeep. No way would that camper make it up there and not sure how much more they would want to walk. Finally she made it up - with water - and i said, no food?? Yeah I'm a bitch. They were very happy to see her and she put them in the back of the Jeep and they both just laid down, no one is moving. Imagine out 24 hours in a storm and cold at night. We were their saving grace. Can't believe it myself. she said she never would have thought to drive up that road. So that's my Fauci Dear Diary entry for today. POTUS should be calling me soon. My new book will soon be available on Amazon: I need Patti to ghost write a short story for me:  "Miracle on the Mountain: Marooned on Miner's Creek, the Layla and Minerva Story. 24 Hours of Peril. It started at the visitor center...

Dinner inside a very warm Kips downtown, histamine-safe burger and fries. Walked around a bit, visitors but slow and quiet. Checked out the fairgrounds to see the dump station, and the parking lot was jammed - a rodeo was going on. What? We didn't stay for it but horses parading around, don't know anything about it. But it was right next to the CG we stayed at last time, must have been some good flies there the next day...


Thursday, July 30 - Riding the other area the visitor center lady told us about, to the south, Trout Trailhead and Love Lake. Not many/any signs but we parked where we thought was good and went for it. Creede is 8800 feet and this ride up the lake took us up to 10,042 at Love Lake. It was one thing after another (locked bikes, forgetting this or that, forgot to charge the batteries, rain clouds gathering, Bill whining), but we got underway on a gradual uphill (ok, more than gradual) that would never end. That meant it was nothing but coasting and braking all the way down. Well, first it starts to sprinkle, but it passed. Then he was almost out of battery, so we switched bikes, and I forced our way up in #1 and 1 until we finally made it to the lake, where you are never alone on a mountaintop, there were fishermen there and of course a slew of 4x4's came along for a bathroom stop. Gorgeous views from this ride, even more so at the bottom. Came back and Bill not feeling well, were we too high or rode too hard? No idea but we made chicken, I ate like a monster since dinner is my main meal, and he only had a bit.


Friday, July 31 - Last day in Creede. Mornings about 50º, days about 90º, or close to it. No electric here at Marshall campground but usually a breeze so somehow we manage. Like today while cooking dinner, ran the generator for a/c -- it was 90 in here and the sun was setting in the windows. Not good. Stayed one more day to see the rock and mineral show, you can imagine Bill's excitement. But first, we took a bike ride across the road, which turned out to be someone's driveway, so then we switched back to riding the neighborhood behind and cross the Rio Grande from us, pretty big spread of second and first homes, probably texans, but fun to see. Stopped at a dead end so bill could take a long road committee call so that was HOT, standing there in the sun, no trees around. Came back and showered, and headed for the rock show. Wow, pretty big and pretty well attended for the first day/morning. It was held at the top of the road at the underground mine site (firestation also underground) so nice and cool in there. Got one white cylinder rock, forget what it is, for Kibbie. I had wanted to ride bikes thru this town but alas, he did not so we did some more walking, but really there only is a mainstreet of action. So did a few more shops, he got an ice cream, and we headed back to camp, but first did the grocery, got more water at visitor center and drove up to the wildlife viewing (hey, wait a minute, all I saw was homes and a cemetery...). Surprise up there: Bob Ford's burial site was there and well marked so got a 'shot' of that. He shot Jesse James. Car said it was 90 heading back to camp, this is BS. Too hot. But hot everywhere.


Saturday, Aug. 1 - Leaving this place, but we certainly will be back. In fact, we looked at an empty lot for sale over in the neighborhood! For shits and giggles. Snows here you know. Never gonna happen. Decided to go to Elk Creek next, but stopped to dump in South Fork, and got gas and groceries in Monte Vista. Took 160 east - the next trip idea: the 160 Corridor: South Fork, Del Norte, Monte Vista and Alamosa, or something like that. Went thru some mountain rain after a 90º Antonito, so it dropped from 91 - 60º in 30 minutes. Of course the temps came back up once the clouds passed, back up to 80 soon. Arrived about 3:30. After picking site #3, a long pull thru, before we sat outside the chipmunks and ground squirrels were running through, then came the hummers, and finally a friendly stellar jay, whom Bill fed peanuts. Which he would later regret since those chipmunks would chew on the new Starlink cable. Had dinner, took a walk, generally hung around. Tomorrow we bike, somewhere.


Sunday, Aug. 2 - Nice and sunny morning, it was 48º at 7 am. Going to be a blazer this week at home, hot everywhere. Called summer.


RIP: Vincent Pastore


Next time: 4th of July in Creede


Stone Quarry Trail system BLM East of Del Norte


Someday camp in Monte Vista and or Del Norte 160 corridor tour

Friday, July 24, 2026

Trip #152 (2): July 4 NM: Taos 2, Eagle Nest 3, Cimarron 1, Las Vegas 2, Cloudcroft 3, Carizozo 1

Trip #152 (2): July 4 NM: Taos 2, Eagle Nest 3, Cimarron 1, Las Vegas 2, Cloudcroft 3, Carizozo 1

June 30 – July 12, 2026

[Editor's note: Great trip BTW, great historical route!]

June 30 - Tuesday & Wednesday - Taos RV Park south of town

Dinner at Doc Martins, walked around after dinner and before a big windy storm that was brewing but didn't materialize. Walked some of town among the homeless.

Visited hardware with dog and cat (reminder trigger), missed the pottery place, Mexican grocery across the street sucked; website is a lie.

Hot, ran A/C

Wed - Back out to town for Michaels for brunch. Did some shopping around Dunn's and the Plaza, still under construction. La Fonda doesn't have a restaurant tenant, man behind counter not too happy about it all.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday JULY 4 - On to Eagle Nest, beautiful short pines mountain drive, to site overlooking the lake, full house. Full house of prairie dogs too. And cooler!! Chatty host, not as warm as Taos, lake half gone, as is usual for reservoirs. Did the main street arty shops, lunch at Thai place (gross soup, his coconut was fine). Shopped the shops more, showing off my Doc Holliday mosaic to one owner who came outside. The kitchen shop carried Amish popcorn so I loaded up, she was cheap, and I told her; so she talked forever to tell me she can do it because she buys in bulk for free shipping. So ok. Later went back for more! Later he found the bike trail to town for the 4th events, so we tested it out, passing the small hill where they were prepping for the fireworks launch.

4th of July - Biked to town for firehouse BBQ, - it was very good, watched the small but loud parade, got candy and beads like mardi gras, rode bikes behind the burros to be part of the parade. So embarrassed as we got cheers and confirmations from the drunk Texans watching, haha. Went to the saloon for a drink earlier as we waited for the parade. Before going home we biked a bit more toward the brewery and stopped at a yard sale for a chat, and it was the turnaround for the parade - got another look. Went to the brewery later by truck and it was hot and windy, more windy than hot and surprisingly not too busy. Waited around at home for fireworks till 9 while also watching a lot of world cup action. Fireworks lasted 30 mins with huge breakes, pretty comical. Everyone goes to the lake for that, only place in the area. Traffic lines abound.

Sunday - Cimarron - *GOOD TIME. *Sheila loved micro town vibe. Actually talked to strangers. Volunteered info pretending to town historian…hahahahaaa but seriously, she did…

Camping on the main highway across from several good historical markers, rode bikes to St James Hotel, the Aztec Mill, and several antique shops, no dice anywhere. Biked all over town, as small as it is. Later drove out to Philmont Ranch to check it out and the gift shop, dang, prices up and nothing I wanted.

The next day got out on bikes (Mon) to do what was closed on Sunday, and walk the old town area with a map - so cool. But first a stop at the rock shop a block off the main road, got chatting with her and that took a while. Fun job she has. Bought a small blue rock for Kibbie marble. Found Maxwell graves there behind the St James on private property, the location of several cool old buildings and what they were. The Maxwell House is now a private home, no trace of the old. It was right next to St. James. Still didn't get into the Mill, closed, volunteers get there when they want. The next morning we went out on bikes early before leaving, trying to get into the mill, but instead he had a coffee at the mercantile while I walked the old town. Also stopped at two more places: the modern western wear store, and then just I went the “mountain man”, down the road from camp, we passed him a million times so I finally went back myself. Well, there is no store (and prob never will be), but he sits outside braiding twine with his wares on a table, mountain man stuff, antlers and knives, while he talks about himself. I learned a lot whilst melting in the sun: he was a rep for something that took him to grocery stores and he lived in Cerrillos in the 80s with kids, he was a park ranger, and he had just gotten back from a 2 week trip in the woods with old men or something. Interesting I guess, if it's all true.

Monday & Tuesday - Las Vegas Storrie Lake #9S - very warm now, but could run AC. Arrived later in the day, such a weird, old place, Las Vegas. Need provisions, so went where else but Walmart, just as some rain started. Have a weird local family across from us, 4 cars and a dog tied up under the trailer 24/7 while kids rode up and down the road all day. Ugh, the puppy. AND they set off loud fireworks till 9pm, assholes. Pinched thumb in stupid trailer steps so said we must go out for dinner! Went to Dick's Pub, near Charlie's cream puff, has a great dinner, me mexican and he a burger, while watching a big screen TV for the FIFA game, perfect. Drove around a bit after.

Next day we got on bikes thinking we could find a way out of the park, but alas, there is none--only way out is the highway, and that's too busy. SO, drove back to town to the small but nice and informative (there was an east and west Las Vegas until the 70s! Who knew) City Museum and Rough Rider Museum in the 1930s WPA building, a very simple building. On the way thru the very cool Victorian section we passed the library - a Carnegie Library no less, so I had to get in there. Mr. C gave the city $10,000 if they would come up with $1000, which they did in 1907. Anyway, small but very cool, with a GREAT Southwest section, I would go back if it wasn't so hot in that room! Next we went to Charlies' for a cream puff - But Guess What??? No bakers work on TUESDAYS!!! Dammit. But instead another delicious brunch. And because we were so stuffed, I made him walk all over old town to see all the old buildings and even went all the way to the Casteneda, which STILL STINKS TO HIGH HEAVEN. Ugh, old smoke, I like the old wood, but it has absorbed everything. Thanks a lot Mr. Teddy Roosevelt. Really gross smell in there. Ran out pretty quick. Got some BTK books across the street at the consignment shop. Made a few stops on the way back -- that 7th street neighborhood houses are so cool, hard to believe there are so many, probably take a million to fix one up, but that pretty much ended the day - too full for dinner. Just tried to ignore the assholes across from us and the dog they ignored. Really bothered me.

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday - Cloudcroft cooler temps! Highs only in 70s

Pines CG #11 on a very steep incline.

Longest drive today from Las Vegas to this mountaintop, but took a new road, #84 aka 66, down past Anton Chico, which was off to the west so we didn't see it but SHOULD HAVE, cuz BTK was also there. And it was a very green and beautiful area I must say, not the desert of Fort Sumner area. Just can't get over the temp change from Alamogordo to the top of this 8600 mountain, so green, so pleasant, so cool, and so Texan. Not great for bikes, but whatever.

Wed - Walked around town to see if everything is as expensive as it was last time 2 years ago, and yes it was. Ridiculous. They can keep their souvenirs.

Thurs - Drove to the Forest Station and talked bike trails and food with the gal in there. On the way back went to walk the shopping area again -- and BOTH of us left our wallets at the trailer. Driving back we noticed Mad Jack's had no line so we went in to see what all the buzz is about. Looked like all the other BBQ places. After a chat, the gal said we could order today and pick it up tomorrow - bypassing the line!! (The line was around the building today, come on, really people?) So he placed an order. 

Fri - I think I woke up itchy, but Bill went for a bike ride and then we went and picked up his barbecue at Mad Jack's, and then he ate half of it and then we went for a bike ride and came back just before a huge, loud (but small diameter, whew) HAIL storm and the temperature dropped to 45°. And finished his barbecue and then there was supposed to be a farmers market in town at 5 o'clock but we drove by and there's a few Mennonites so we skipped that checked out the Cloudy market and then came back and had a late dinner and that was it. 

Sat - Early start out of Cloudcroft and drove directly to Fort Stanton for the Fort Stanton live event. Stayed there till about 1pm, not much going on, yet some people there - no schedule - but we did see the cannon fire and chat with a union soldier! And it was pretty warm so after seeing the quilt show and buying a coil basket (I will do this), we went to nice, quiet Lincoln and visited the Bonito Valley brewery, then about 2 o'clock we arrived to Valley of Fire Carrizozo campground and it was 102°. Ran the air, watched the World Cup, and went to White Oaks about 5 o'clock to see if they had any new T-shirts! (They did but they sucked. ) Friendly people, met Mike and Gus the dog and the bartender gal and her friend who was doing all the work, then left there and went to the cemetery and found deputy Bell and Susan McSween as lightning was flashing! So we ran out of there quickly. It cooled off but still very windy and wanted to storm all night, dramatic skies.

Sunday - Returned home about 1pm. 3-hour drive from Carrizozo. 85 here in Santa Fe w/ heavy Texas traffic in town, like every other NM city.

Cimarron next time: Boy Scout Mediterranean mansion, the Aztec Mill, Kit Carson Raynaldo, and the Chase Ranch

Next time: go see Anton Chico and do not stay at Storrie Lake with dog abusers & traffickers

Noisy water winery and cider outside Ruidoso and the SS rock shop and all the shopping

RIP: Santa Fe Catholic school fire, Randy Mantooth, Lindsay Graham, Sam Neill once we got back.